Feel It in Your Heart, My Husband

CHAPTER 23

"Are you that happy with that rich widower?"

The first sentence Husna received as soon as he had just set foot in the house.

"What do you mean?"

Husna looked confused.

"Andre. Do you like her?"

Ask Mikhail again.

"What is jealousy?"

Husna asked back.

"Hahaha...Where is that confidence? You know very well who I love. So why am I jealous of you."

Mikhail.

"alright. Then don't mind me. Anyone close to me. It has nothing to do with me."

Husna stepped towards her room.

"The duckling. He even dared to glare at me."

Mikhail stared at the door of the room that had been closed by its occupants.

Husna immediately laid herself on the bed. He recalled Mikhail's words.

"If he doesn't care, why does he ask. Hasn't he always been a fool in my business?"

Husna began to feel that Mikhail was interfering more and more in his personal affairs.

"Akh, at best he has no job. That's why he's busy making me hurt."

He rose up to clean himself up.

After finishing his personal affairs, Husna went back out and started preparing dinner for them.

"I had dinner out with Amanda. So, you eat it yourself!"

Mikhail's words that suddenly came were able to make Husna stop his hands from stirring food, he then turned the body.

"Okay, enjoy."

The woman smiled broadly to prove that she was okay.

"Why isn't he angry? Didn't I miss it. He's been cooking hard, but I'm eating out."

Mikhail looked at Husna confused.

"Loh Mas, I'm still here. He said he wanted to eat out. Go away I'll close the door soon."

Husna walked ahead of Mikhail to open the man's door.

"Secret"

Sound of door closed.

"Why am I the one who's hurt?"

Mikhail stared at the door that his wife had just closed with a look of annoyance.

"Akh, fuck the duck. Every time I think of his attitude towards me, it can always upset me."

Mikhail immediately got into his car.

Actually the man did not go to see Amanda, he just deliberately tested whether Husna was disturbed by her pretend dating event. But as Mikhail's plan doesn't work, Husna instead looks happy with his departure.

The woman went back to the kitchen. He finished the job and enjoyed his own meal.,

after that, he put the rest of his food in the refrigerator.

Husna looked around. Make sure the room is clean and tidy. He has a type that cannot close his eyes if something goes wrong around him.

Morning Day.

Mikhail was slightly astonished when he saw Husna busy putting food into the lunchbox. Unusual thing about that woman.

After breakfast, they walked almost to the yard. Unlike yesterday, today Mikhail immediately offered Husna to go with him to work.

"Why did you ever bring a box of supplies. Will you have overtime?"

Mikhail's curiosity was not held back anymore

"It's not for me. But make Salsa."

The girl answered briefly.

"Is he trying to grab the attention of the rich widower through his son?"

Mikhail felt uncomfortable again.

"Is he short of food? Until you have to bring it from our house?"

Mikhail said ketus.

"This is the dish I cooked for you last night. Rather than no one eating it, I would rather share it with my students."

Husna said casually.

"So you gave him leftover food?"

"This is not a remnant. After cooking I put it in the refrigerator and can guarantee this dish is still worth enjoying."

Husna replied annoyedly.

They arrived shortly. Husna opened her seatbelt and prepared to go down.

He immediately grabbed the bushel earlier, but somehow he felt that someone was holding it.

Husna turned his head, and it turned out that Mikhail's hand had been stuck to his side.

"Please mas! I'm late."

Her request.

"Didn't you cook this for me last night? Means this food is mine and you can't give it to anyone else."

Mikhail pulled rough, so that the bushel had slipped out of Husna's hand.

Husna. He could not understand why Mikhail was acting so childishly.

"Thank you for dropping off."

The woman passed by with a heart that kept wondering.

After Husna died, the man continued his journey. A faint smile was engraved at the corner of his lips.

"I won't let you get close to that guy."

He was muttering alone.

Aidhil said to the boy as they were copying together in Mikhail's room.

"Why not just papa? Micah still doesn't really know papa's business partner."

Reject Mikhail smooth.

"It's precisely because of that, you should come to events like this often"

"But Pa."

"Go and take Husna with you, introduce your wife to Mr. Hasan! Because his wife always wondered who papa's daughter-in-law was."

Aidhil's words this time can not be rejected by the man.

After their conversation, the father finally passed to his own room.

"Hi baby!"

A woman suddenly entered without knocking.

"Sorry Mr. Mikail. I tried to arrest this Miss, but she insisted on coming here."

Uci, the man's secretary said.

"It's okay. You can go back to your desk."

Tell Mikhail with his surprised face.

The girl named Uci nodded, then walked out from there.

"Darling..."

Amanda opened her arms wide and ran a little closer towards Mikhail.

"Manda, don't be like this. We're in the office."

Mikhail quickly held back the sexy woman's hand just before embracing Mikhail.

The girl immediately sings an annoyed lip.

"You why the hell. There's no one here."

He folded his hands in front of his chest.

"Although there are no people. But there's CCTV. I don't want Papa to see our inappropriate actions here."

The man answered while walking towards the sofa.

"Sit down!"

Michael sat himself down first.

With a face still upset. Amanda followed the instructions given by her lover.

"Why are you here. Didn't I tell you not to see me at the office? Papa could've caught us here at any time, and it could've been dangerous."

Mikhail said firmly.

"Mikhail, why do I feel like you've been avoiding me lately every time you see me. You've changed, you're not what you used to be."

"I'm just afraid that papa might catch us."

Mikhail still reasoned the same.

"Is it true that's the reason I can't come here? Or do you no longer like to see me?"

Amanda said in a vexed tone.

Mikhail's hand was raised to rub the girlfriend's head.

"Darling, please don't prolong this matter! I still love you and of course I love meeting you. It's just that this place is very vulnerable. If papa finds out, I'm done."

Mikhail convinced.

"really?"

"Did I ever lie?"

The man was trying to look serious.

Mikhail lately has always felt unhappy when he met the blonde woman.

But he always tries to resist the changes he continues to feel.

"Thank you, baby,"

Amanda wanted to hug back, but Mikhail again brushed her off.

"Remember, this is the office."

"Sorry."

The girl smiled. Amanda looked around, though,

"Who's bushel is that?"

He asked with probing eyes.

"That's the food that Mama sent from home."

Mikhail replied lying.

"What brings you here?"

The man tried to distract Amanda.

"I want to take you to the club tonight. There's a friend on my birthday."

Amanda says.

Mikhail was silent for a moment.

"Tonight I have to party to papa's business friend. But I'll try to make it before midnight."

Answer assented.

"Did you promise?" Amanda asked seriously

Mikhail nodded, assuring.

"All right, then I'll see you tonight, baby, Muach."

Amanda landed a lightning kiss, then stepped out.

After Amanda died, Mikhail immediately grabbed a tissue and immediately wiped the former woman's lips on her cheek.

"What's wrong with me? Why does Amanda's kiss feel weird and make me uncomfortable?"

Mikhail asked inwardly.

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